Why Don't We Imagines

Where Were You In The Morning •Zach•Part2

It's been a week since Y/N and i's 1 night stand.

I found out she goes to the restaurant thing every Sunday and Wednesday with her family.

It's Sunday today.

I've been waiting here for an hour, the bartender is confused on why I'm just sitting here drinking a lemon and lime. My 6th glass...

"Hey man, you okay?" He asks throwing his hand towel over his shoulder

"Yeah" I look at him.

"You waiting on someone or something?" He looks at my wrist.

"No... just seeing if someone shows up" I smile

"Refill?" He asks

"Give me something different, what do you recommend" I reply

"You 21?" He asks

"Nah, alcohol free please" I chuckle a little

"I make good hot cocoa I've been told" he's got a sense of humor to him. I like it.

I laugh "Sure go ahead"

"Really?" He raises an eyebrow

"No, something refreshing" I shake my head

He laughs and I check the time. It's 8:00pm right now. I've been here for ages. I need to see Y/N though.

I seen her while I was at a bookstore with my little sister and we made eye contact a few times but she left before I could even say hello to her.

I hear the door open and there she was.

Y/N with her family I think.

2 older people. Her parents and 2 boys. Brothers? 1 boy was older, definitely and the other was younger.

Her face dropped as soon as she seen me.

I turn back around and look at my drink. It was pink.

I give Tom a questionable look and he laughs "pink lemonade, guess the flavoring and I'll give you it free" he says before walking off to take someone else's order.

I can't interrupt her while she's with her family. That's wrong and disrespectful

I was just looking at this drink. I haven't even took a sip yet.

"Hey" a familiar voice pulls out the stool beside me

I look up and Y/N was sitting there, twiddling with her fingers.

"Hi" I take a sip of the drink.

It was strawberry, lemon with a touch of kiwi...

It was awkward and there was tension, so obviously I decided to break that tension, by asking a question you probably shouldn't ask someone after being left alone

"Why did you leave me?"

She just keeps her head down

"You didn't leave your number for me" I rephrase

"You didn't tell me you were 17" she looks up

"And why is that a problem?" She better not hit me with the 'cus you're too young' excuse

"I'm 19, Zach. Isn't it like illegal for me to even fuck you" she lowers her voice

"17 is legal. And who cares anyways, doesn't give you the right to leave me without a warning" I look down.

"I'm sorry..." she looks back at her parents

"They're probably waiting for you" how do I tell her I wanna see her again?